Git Yo Praize Onz

holler say what yo yo yo all the saint over there rise on up git on up everybody else where git on up hold them arms, hand and eyes up toward the heavens things gonna git better (when you) Pray (when you) Praise so. . . git yo praize onz git yo praize onz praise up git em them feet in them shoes hold you head up stop feelN blue and let's dance holiness comin up on me and I fee like rising my hands and movin my feet to the natural beat of the spiritual son holy rhythm got me praising God time for us to bust a gut and let us git up, git up and git out of this rut singN shouting everybody rejoiceN singing and shouting Git yo praize on Git yo praize on the minister and the choir all shoutN Git yo praize on Git yo praize on and the children sing tra la la la la and the choir sing halleluiah and the congregation sing tra la la la la and momN them sing halleluiah and when ya don prazing sit down and say AMEN But maybe the sprirt won't let you rest you might want ta git up and do it again Git yo praize onz cut a rug stomp yo feet dance fo the Lord move like yaw mean it stomps kick the devil in the face he's already defeated and it feels so great and its good to praise the Lord and it's Okay to sing and shout and it's Okay to dance before God so let's cut a rug, slide the linoleum, slip and slid on the wooden tile; rejoice and shout dance and prance this praise thing could last a while Praise RAP YO, LET ME HOLLER @ YA CUZ WE CAN HAVE THE SAME PRAISE ONZ I'M UP YOUR DOWN ITS TIME ITS TIME TO GO UP DOWN GIT YA PRAISE ON, UP DOWN ALL ROUND MOONBEAMS PRESSING GALAXIES STARLIT WONDERINGS OF HEAVENLY HOSTS ANGELS ARE PRAISING WINGING THEIR WAY ON HIGH WHILE THE CARIROTS RACE BY WITH A BET AT LEAST LET ME FOLLOW AND NO AM NOT A DOG DON'T NEED NO COLLAR I'M SAVED AND SANCTIFIED REBORN AND FILLED DON'T NEED TO APOLOGY JESUS DIE FOR ME ON CALVARY HILL AND WITH THAT ON MY PLATE AIN'T GOT TIME TO HATE NOR RETALIATE CIRCUMCISING, MEMERIZING, DONKEY KNOG, HONKEY TONKS USE TA GIT HIGH AND DREUNK NOW I RAISE MY HANDS UP (TO JESUS YA, TO THE FATHER OF ALL GOD YA) LIFT THEM UP, PRAISE THEM UP THROUGH FIT AND FAME LIVIN SHAME NOW REBIRTH NEW CREATURE IN JESUS NAME, THIS IS THE FACTS DON'T WANT THAT OLD NATURE BACK LET'S GIVE IT UP, GIVE IT UP TO THE KING JESUS PRAISE UP, GIT EM THEM FEET IN THEM SHOES HOLD YOUR HEAD ALL YOUS RISE AND SHINE JUMP AND PRANCE LEARN TO DO THE HOLY DANCE git ya praize on git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on git yo praize on come on come git yo praize on come on come git yo praize on come on come git yo praize on come on come git yo praize on Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. & The Corinthian June 03 2008 from anthology "St. Luke 5:Two 6 " 2008(c)